Yara was unprepared for Mike, but she didn’t know that he hated her to the core.
And all the hatred stems from the fact that Yara falsely used him in front of Anthony, causing him to be in such a bad situation.
He was already sick of men doing those disgusting things with men, and now he was the person he hated the most.
The shame was deeply engraved into his bones, making it impossible for Mike to forgive and even more impossible for him to ept Yara.
After finishing the water, Mike hugged Yara on the bed and continued …
I don’t know how long has passed, her thoughts gradually confused …
And at this time, Mike drew away and confined her with something.
Before going to the bathroom to shower, Mike called a man, “Bring the man here.”
“Yes.”
The person on the other end of the line answered and hung up.
After a long wait, five or six men appeared one after another in the small bedroom of the president’s office, with camera equipment.
Those men were stocky, each one stout and tall, with a butcher’s savagery at first nce.
Mike looked at the five people in front of him, the thin lips hooked up a cold smile.
He did not say anything, turned around and walked out of the president’s office.
He took a bottle of red wine from the wine cab in his office, opened it, poured a ss of red wine, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stood facing it, gazing at the glittering L City.All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.
His n is halfpleted, however, Mike does not have the pleasure of revenge, but the mood is getting heavier and heavier.
Mike was thinking that he had now gotten back at Yara.
But what about after that?
Anthony, how should he cope?
The days ahead, as long as there is Anthony one day, for him, are dark, painful, desperate.
But what he endured was caused by Yara.
“Hahahaha …”
“This woman is so beautiful looking.”
Because the small bedroom deliberately left a gap, the door was half hidden, and the voices inside he could clearly hear.
This night, Mike stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and drank three full bottles of red wine, listening to the incessant sounds in the room, he looked still indifferent.
A conspiracy, whichsted for several hours, and finally everyone dispersed.
All of it was a nightmare, but Yara was unaware of it.
When she woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
“Mmm … so painful …”
Yara woke up, only to feel a sore back, especially a certain ce, a vague pain.
But when she saw Mike standing in front of the window, fully clothed, her mind was already upied by the fact that he had “cancer”, how could she remember the physical difort?
“Mike, you’re awake? Are you feeling … okay?”
Thinking back to yesterday’s madness, she was really worried that Mike’s body could not take it.
The man turned around leisurely and looked at Yara lying on the bed, smiling, “Awake? Go wash up.”
If he didn’t, he would only feel sick.
“Oh.”
Yara thought it was because the two of them were too crazyst night, so they told her to get clean and go take a shower.
After all, her body was a little sticky and smelled like it, making her a little ufortable.
She got up and went to the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
But every step she took she felt her body ache extraordinarily.
She knew that it was caused by overexertion, but thinking that she had taken too much initiative yesterday and that they had enjoyed themselves, this little pain was nothing.
Yara didn’t say anything, she was afraid that if she did, it would make Mike feel guilty.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower and put in hot water, but as soon as she touched the water, she winced in pain, “Hiss … …”
Forced to endure the pain, Yara finished the shower and changed into the clean clothes Mike prepared for her, only then pursed her red lips, hands behind her back, her stunning face showed a small woman-like blush, “Mike, sorry … to make you… … the lounge to get so messy.”
God, Yara, you are really crazy.
It’s so irresponsible to be so crazy when you know that Mike has a disease.
She swore in her heart that she would never, ever go “crazy” with him like this again.
Mike’s cold eyes nced at the messy bedroom, a sh of light under his eyes, turned to open the window to get some air.
This bedroom, filled with a variety of hybrid smell, let people sick.
“What are you thinking about,e on, let’s take you to dinner.” He walked up to her and looked up and patted her head, he must be starving.
So, the two of them went to dine.
These were days of unparalleled happiness for Yara.
With Mike, enjoying his love and care, she felt like falling into a honey pot, even the air was sweet.
However, fate has a way of making things happen.
On this day, Anthony had toe to L City for business.
Mike naturally could not refuse Anthony’s pressure, and he was reduced to a fish on the chopping block.
The anger and hatred in his heart grows a little bit, but he dares not speak out.
When Anthony left, Mike took Yara to the office again.
This night, Yara did not leave, but again fell into a deep “sleep”, as if dead.
But everything that happened after the “sleep”, Yara did not know.
Mike sat on the sofa, legs crossed on the coffee table, bones like jade fingers shaking a ss of red wine, leisurely tasting wine, listening to the soundsing from the bedroom, heughed, smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes.
And then, theughter became more and more unrestrained, “haha … hahahaha …”
It was like a psychotic who had lost his mind and wasughing wildly to himself.
Mike does not know why he isughing, but only feel that the creation of man, so that he feels that life is sad and ridiculous.
Heughed at the injustice of fate, while Yara was kept in the dark, ignorant of everything.
So much so that every time Mike was “summoned” by Anthony, Yara had to suffer the corresponding “punishment”, only in this way, Mike’s heart hatred will be reduced, only to make him feel happy.
Such dayssted for a long, long time, and Yara was immersed in a nightmare, unaware of it.
When she found outter, it was a shock.
Yara never expected that a “lie” to Anthony would ruin her life and even bring her life closer to the finish line.
Of course, this is all an afterthought.
Country C.
Vivian and Stewart arrived in C, because there is no news of Fraser, Vivian also dare not ask Stefan to contact Fraser, that will rm the snake.
So Stewart had to rely on his own connections to find Fraser himself.
But after spending a week in C, he found nothing.
The two of them sat in the bar, Stewart drank wine, “Ugh, Fraser, where the hell did he go? It’s not like he’s not in C at all. Otherwise I used so many connections, howe I can’t find him?”
It’s very puzzling that he evaporated out of thin air.
Vivian shrugged, “Maybe.” She thought Stewart’s analysis made sense.
It was highly likely that Fraser was not in C at this time.
Only Vivian didn’t expect that the week she was out of the country changed the fate of Yara’s life.